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starr-fall-knight-rise · 4 years

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Humans are Space Orcs, “Host.”

here is a fun little story for today, I hope you all like it. I had a lot of fun writing, so I hope you have fun reading. This was adapted from a viewer suggestion, so I hope it is what you were looking for.

They were out mapping the milky way. It was probably going to take the next thousand years to put any sort of dent in discovery for their own galaxy, but the GA already had a handle on andromeda, so Admiral Vir felt it was his duty to get a head start on the milky way.

Leaving a few of his other ships to get a start on the Orion arm of the milky way, he determined to start with Perseus staring from the outside and working in. Using advanced GA technology, they took multiple scans of the proceeding star field, marking planetary systems where earth-sized rocky planets are located in the Goldilocks zone.

He wouldn't have told this to anyone else, but he may or may not have manually marked locations that he wanted to visit because they looked cool. You know like planets whose carbon content suggested that it might rain diamonds, or an icey eyeball planet tidally locked with its star creating a circle of water where ice dominated everything else.

Unfortunately, no exotic lifeforms, but that was alright he supposed, no big deal.

He had seen enough aliens to technically last a lifetime, and while he would never argue with more, he definitely could not complain.

So he happily directed them from one strange new world to the next, hoping beyond hope that they would find something interesting and strange to explore or study, well more explore and less study considering he wasn’t exactly the ‘science’ type’.

He was looking for something that the scientists would yell at him for if he tried t touch.

He sighed at the thought, good times.

“Airlock 2 deck 7 engaged.”

He reached up to the side of his helmet and pressed inward, “Copy.” before dropping his hand back onto his lap where he sat atop the space cycle.

His feet flexed lightly against the cycle pedals as the door opened, kept in place by the pull of strong magnets against his boots.

A line of several other space cycles followed him outside, three or four of them curving around the side of the ship to take a look at an impact site along her upper starboard side.

There had been a collision alarm of course, but none of the systems seemed to be damaged, so this check was nothing more than a precaution.

While they were working on the ship, Admiral Vir had grabbed a group of other scientist to go with him in order to explore a large spiky ball of ice they had discovered floating about in the middle of space. It was a rather large ball of ice, maybe the size of a small moon, though it’s gravity was hardly strong enough to interfere with the cycles.

People back at the UNSC argued that position as Rear Admiral meant having a desk job, but he was determined not to be benched, besides, it was his ship and he could do what he wanted within reason. Furthermore, no one else on his improvised ‘jedi council seemed to mind what he did as long as he ran it by them first.

No one wanted to take planetary exploration away from him, and he was just fine not to point it out.

All around them the vastness of space was dark accept for the distant winking of lights plastered against the firmament. If he looked up, he saw stars, and if he looked down, he saw stars.

No matter how many times he flew in space that sensation never went away, and he found himself shaking of a sudden sense of vertigo as he maneuvered his cycle towards the edge of the glassy ice surface. A group of scientists clustered together, taking samples of the ice and speaking excitedly to one another as he floated forward into an icy tunnel opening.

Let them geek out about dirt and ice, he was going to go exploring.

Using a mapping system on his suit, he allowed the object to track where he was and how far he had gone as he floated some ways into the darkness.

The single beam of his forward headlight rolled over the walls and floor, casting a dim illumination back at him as he rode inward. It seemed to him, strangely that the ice glowed green and blue as he passed.

For a moment he imagined that he could hear the creaking of the ice and the echo of his engines in the darkness, but knew that fantasy wasn’t the case considering there was no room for noise in a vacuum

Everything outside would be completely silent.

He angled his cycle up as he came into a large cavern and picked one of the outgoing tunnels to explore. The beam of his light rolled and slithered over exposed ice giving him an eerie feeling, like walking into an ancient cathedral or long abandoned cave.

He was just raising into the next tunnel when there was a sudden violent jerking motion to one side, and the magnets that held his boots to the cycle disengaged. He found himself flipping end over end, and then the lights went out.

***

He sat politely in the alien ship hands folded neatly in his lap.

He glanced down at his watch, and then looked back up at the surrounding scene. He was in a large cavernous room, whose walls seemed to be more organic than they were metallic. Great pillars of dense purple ferry material rose into the air giving the alien ship it’s chape.

Admiral Vir checked his watch again. He had about an hour until someone noticed that he was missing.

That was fine.

Just stay calm.

All of this was honestly par for the course with him, and it wouldn’t due to be rude to his hosts.

There was a slight echoing off to his right, and he turned to watch as a group of those strange creatures floated in. He wasn’t entirely sure how they floated, as there was no inflatable sack that he could see, like the Vrul. In fact he would have described them almost like large tadpoles. They were blue/black/purple in color with a large, round bulbous head and a single great orange/yellow eye in the middle. This upper half allowed the creature to float, and below it, a short, stumpy tadpole-like tail wiggled and waved in the air to propel them forward.

If they had been any smaller he might have considered them cute, but at almost five feet tall, and floating two feet off the ground, they were a strange and unnerving site.

Little trains of bioluminescent dots in green and orange ran up their sides, giving them a strange, almost electronic quality, though they were clearly organic as well.

The group of them floated over, gathering around him like an excited group of children.

He waved.

“Hello, um, just thought I should let you know. I am totally cool with this, and all, but I am due back on my ship in an hour, so…”

The group of them moved closer, one of them gently grabbed him by the hand and hauled him to his feet using its tail as a prehensile arm.

He took to his feet and followed after them

They seemed polite enough, so why not. It was no skin off his nose.

Unless they did, in fact, want the skin off his nose in which case, he was going to have to protest just a little bit.

He walked with them into the next room where they let him go before beginning to prod at the outside of his suit.

He held up a hand, “Hold on, just give me a second.”

He glanced down at his atmospheric reading, to find that, while oxygen content was higher than normal, it was still breathable.

“You’ll want me to take off my suit first. You know, make it to the squishy center.”

He reached up, popping off his helmet with a hiss and gently setting it down on the floor. He was hit with a sudden wave of smell, that reminded him of burnt rubber and…. Roses?

The group of creatures pulled back slightly as if they were surprised.

He went about removing the rest of his suit before he was left standing in astronaut footie pajamas, his hood pulled back from his hair.

“Better?”

The group of them clustered in a bit further.

One of them lifted its tail to prod at him, but paused, its great orange red eye seeming to turn, looking at him.

Wawas it hesitating?

How very polite..

He waved a hand, “Go on, I don’t mind. This isn’t my first rodeo you know.”

The creature tentatively reached forward to prod at his hand.

He raised it to give the creature a better look articulating his fingers and wrists so the creature could see his full range of motion, “See, the fingers move because of the tendons right here, and those tendons are connected down here on my forearm.”

He knew they didn’t understand him, but it was sort of a coping mechanism to keep him relaxed.

This was sort of a routine for him, and it wouldn't due to go freaking out in front of his new friends.

He let them feel his hands flexing his fingers so they could get a good look at the tendons.

Another one of the creatures approached him, this time holding some strange device in its tail.

He sat down hand still held up for the others to examine.

The thing with the strange device floated over, setting the thing down to the side to prod at his hair.

He shivered as its muscular tail rolled over his scalp, like a snake slithering through his hair.

“Here friend, if you want to do some tests.’ he reached up, and yanked out a couple strands of hair, holding them up to the light so the alien creatures could see.

They floated backward and then the one rooting around in his hair reached over for its device, using it to collect the hairs he offered to them.

He patted one of the creatures on its side, “Very polite you all are.”

He held out his arm, rolling up his sleeve, “here you go, some skin scrapings or a blood sample or something. I can't exactly tell you how to find it, but I’ll let you have it.”

They glanced between each other, and one of them gently took his hand while another ran something along his arm. He could feel metal scraping over his skin, and when the creature withdrew, it left a raised red line in its wake.

It pulled back a little glancing at him in what seemed to be concern.

He waved a hand, “No harm done, it will go away in a few minutes. Look”

He dragged his fingernail down the other side of his arm to show them that they hadn’t hurt him, and that seemed to relax them as they continued on with their examination.

He remained politely seated as they did their testing running their tendrils over his back while one or two of them played with the rotation of his ankle,

“So you see that’s how we started dating, and I know, I know some people think it’s weird, but the more and more it goes on, the more it just seems…. right , you know.” he raised his arm rotating his shoulder so they could get a good look at the articulation, “The problem now is telling my family. I mean, I think they totally suspect you see, but I don’t know how well they will take it when I ACTUALLY confirm their suspicions. Like I mean I think my brothers will be cool about it, especially Thomas and Daviid, but I don’t know about my parents.” One of the aliens approached with a strange strip, holding it up to about face level, gently prodding at his cheek.

“Oh is this the saliva swab part? here , let me get that.” He reached up and took the strip from the alien passing it into his mouth to allow it to soak up some saliva before handing it back. The creatures seemed pleased and floated away.

“All in all though, I think life has really been going well for me so far. I mean I haven't been kidnapped in a while.” He paused, “Well aside from today, and I’m pretty sure I am in a very good place mentally.”

They approached again with another machine, this time holding a cold, round metal piece up to his throat as he talked.

It almost seemed as if they were listening.

He took a few deep breaths for them, before beginning again, “Plus I have an entire Armada of ships, did I mention that. Well, technically they aren't MINE per se, but I definitely consider them to be mine. The GA even gives me command of their fleet when in times of war, so pretty awesome I think. Not that I have ever gotten to command them all at once, and i sort of don’t want to.”

He reached up and took gentle hold of their device as they tried to pull away, “No, you are going to want to hear this.”

He unzipped the front of his astronaut suit pulling his arms out and letting the upper half dangle around his waist as he pressed the cold little circle to his chest just above the heart.

They took turns listening, seeming very interested.

He then held the thing up to the side of his neck again, so they could hear the same sound in another part of his body.

The link seemed to excite them, “Yeah, gotta carry oxygen to my dumbass brain somehow.” He said leaning back and moving the device to over his stomach, “Get a load of this.”

He smirked a bit as his stomach made a prolonged grumbling noise, and the group of aliens looked around at each other in some concern. He sat up and patted his stomach, threading his arms back through the sleeves and zipping himself back into the suit, “Yeah, people think it’s weird too, don’t worry.”

They wandered off after a second, and returned with a large floating machine in the shape of a circle.

The implant on his left wrist went off, and he looked down to see that it was detecting x-ray pulses. Not enough to be an issue, but enough to be detectable.

“Oh x-ray for my skeleton and insides or whatever.” He stood and held his arms out to his sides for them palms facing forward like all humans stood in medical textbooks, “Light me up.”

There was a pulse of x-ray energy that spiked in his implant for a moment before receding.

They wriggled excitedly pointing out something to each other.

He wandered around to see what they were looking at and found that he was right. His skeleton stood there in full glory, though his leg and metal eye were causing some distortion.

“Hmm gotta get you a better picture, hold on.”

He wandered over to the bench, and undid to the footie part of his right leg pulling it up to mid thigh before detaching the prosthetic.

That shocked them a big

He had to hold up a hand to calm them down as he set it off to the side.

“Hold on, its alright, I have a real one right here.” he undid the pant leg of his left foot so they could see properly, and they moved forward in fascination, one of them prodding at his prosthetic.

He then flipped up his eyepatch before turning away, “You aren’t going to want to watch this.”

WIth a quick movement, he popped out the prosthetic eye and covered the socket with his eyepatch turning around and holding up the eye to show them, “here you go, kind of crazy isnt it.”

The one that had been prodding at his leg moved over to take a look at the eye, seeming greatly fascinated.

He motioned the x-ray guys over, setting his eye down and hopping up to one foot motioning them to try it again. Hesitantly they seemed to understand and took another snapshot. This time the image was much better, and they seemed very pleased as he returned, popping his eye back in and socketing the leg back on.

“Not to shabby huh?”

They did a few more noninvasive scans as he continued to make smalltalk, occasionally patting the strange alien on its side. Eventually they began to mimic the movement, patting him on the head or on the shoulder when he was doing something they wanted. He enjoyed having the encouragement.

At one point he was sitting in the middle of a group of about ten of them as they simultaneously prodded, articulated and examined different body parts. The same one from earlier was still playing with his prosthetic, which was sort of adorable to watch.

At one point, his implants began to buzz, and he held up a finger to his new friends, “Hold on, I have to take this.” He reached up, pressing the side of his neck to answer the call.”

“Admiral Vir speaking.”

“Admiral, thank goodness, where are you. We found your cycle but, not you…. ar e you alright!” It was simon speaking

He lifted up his foot so one of the creatures could bend his knee, “Oh yeah, I’m perfectly fine, but making new friends.”

Simon seemed annoyed, “Admiral, you can’t just go missing like that. It is very irresponsible, and overly juvenile.”

He stood and twisted around so they could get a better look at the flexibility of his spine, “Well, Actually Simon, I was given an invitation I could not refuse.”

“Admiral this isnt funny.”

He sighed, “Simon, I'm not kidding. I am on an alien ship being propped right now as we speak. I repeat this is not a joke.”

The angry growl from the other end of th line told him that she did not believe him.

“Hold on, let me send you a pic.”

He held out his hand before him, rotating the camera around so it faced him, “Everybody say Admiral Vir isn’t a lying bastard!”

There was a minute flash, and then he sent the file.

There was silence on the other end of the line before, “No Fucking way.”

“Yes, anyway, just give me a few minutes and I will be right out.”

He cut off the channel and stood patting the creatures on the arms as he walked over and began pulling his suit back on, starting with the boots and working up. They watched for a few minutes until one of them wandered over and began handing him pieces.

He smiled, “So polite. Anyway, I have to go.”

He secured the chest piece and held the helmet under his arm, “Which was is out?”

One of them grabbed him by the hand and gently lead him out of the room and back the way they had come.

Once they reached, what he assumed to be the docking bay, one of them reached down, grabbed his helmet and gently slid it over his head, locking it into place. Then it patted him on the helmet. He returned the gesture

“SO nice, now, there is something I should give to you.” he reached into an router containment pouch on his suit, and withdrew a data stick gently passing it to the next alien over ,’On there you will find the coordinates of one of the GA offices and a communications line to talk with them. I would suggest making contact. The GA would love to have you aboard, and I would be more than pleased to see you again.”

The Alien wrapped its tail around the stick and blinked long and slow at him. He patted it one more time before motioning to the door.

The group of aliens slowly filtered from the room, and there was a sharp hiss as the airlock opened, and everything went silent.

Jauntily, he leaped from the opening, turning on his head lamp as he went sailing a good hundred yars into the dark until the minute gravity pulled him down to the icy surface.

He hoped his way through the tunnels until he caught another signal.

“Omen, this is Admiral Vir, sending my location now.”

He didnt have to wait long until a rushed group of concerned marines descended on him, dragging him onto the back of a cycle before flying him out and back towards the omen

Returned nice and cozy in the ship, he pulled off his helmet and looked over at Ramirez, “What do you think, Cyclopes or Mikes.”

Ramirez tilted his head, “Mikes?”

“Yeah Like that little one eyed monster Mike Wizowski from Monsters Inc, you know since these guys only have one eye.”

Ramirez stared at him blankly and he nodded to himself, “Mikes it is then.”

Ramirez just shook his head and sighed, “You seem relatively calm for a guy who just got kidnapped for like the twentieth time.”

“I wouldn't say kidnapped actually, more like cordially invited. Kidnapping implies they weren't going to let me go. Actually very good hosts, and hopefully, if we are lucky one day they will join the GA

Ramirez just sighed and shook his head again, “Nothing surprises me anymore.”

“Oh I'm sure you’ll be eating those words next week.

He thought about it for a moment and then shrugged with grudging acknowledgement. “You're probably right.”

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bongugourokishima33 · 4 years

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You can look, but you can’t touch

A/N: This was on my AO3, I moved it here to so hope you enjoy it.

Tracing your fingers gently across his bare chest you circled around the tied up man in front of you and smiled at his darkened eyes, angry with lust he watched as you stopped in front of him. Sitting in his lap you carefully ran your hands up his chest dragging your nails against his soft skin, earning another groan from him, his breath quickening at your touch.

Placing soft kisses up his neck you could feel him melting away underneath your taunting pets, it drove him crazy how much you turned him on. Giggling at his attempt to break free from the ropes, your sweet assault on his collar stopped making him think he now had a moment to collect his broken composure, oh how he was wrong. Roaming those luscious plump lips up along his jawline you left a trail of wet kisses, making your ascend to his earlobe nibbling on it.

"Untie me kitten." He breathlessly spoke, you felt his muscles tighten up again as he tried to get free from the restraints, ignoring him sweetly you continued to suck and nibble at his weak spot your hands moving down his abs to the top of his pants. You felt the hardness in his pants grow, his pants never felt so tight before, as you rubbed him over his jeans soft moans seethed through his gritted teeth, you enjoyed watching your lover fall apart before your eyes.

"Did you enjoy yourself at the event earlier." You cooed pulling away, staring down at him. Taken back by your words he nodded slowly as you ran a hand through his soft locks yanking his head back.

"Answer me." Your voice so angelic and soft it was hard to tell how serious you were being, but like the good boy he is, he answers. "Yes, I did." You placed your lips on his, kissing him zealously as you let go of his hair and wrapped your arms loosely around his neck. Both battling for dominance, you brought his bottom lip between your teeth and tugged always loving the feeling of those lips, one of the many things you adored on him.

Sliding off his lap you knelt down in between his legs rubbing his thighs, every action drove him insane, every word you spoke danced sweet melodies in his ears, the black laced lingerie hugging your curves perfectly, his kryptonite that's what you were, his dangerous little weak spot.

"Did you enjoy all the attention you were getting." You asked steadily unbuckling his belt, he watched you slowly pull it out from the loops and drop it off to the side. Waiting for him to reply you took the zipper between your teeth, his cock springing free, peering back up at him you licked your hand covering it with a thick layer of saliva.

“Y/N.” He yanked against the restraints, making it his second attempted at escaping.

As if on purpose your hand lowered slowly onto his shaft, the cold sensation from your spittle instantly sending shivers down his legs, moving it up and down tantalizingly, another moan left his mouth throwing his head back pleased with the painfully delicious strokes you were giving him. "Did you like having all those girls flirt with you." Circling your palm gently over the tip of his head you saw him twitch, bucking his hips against your wondrous movements.

"W-what g-girls." A short whine slipped out his mouth, hi response not pleasing you at all, he knew what you were talking about. Licking the tip teasingly before spitting on him, the saliva ran down stopping at your fingers. Pumping him again you moved your hand all around leisurely, making sure he was coated nicely.

"You know silly.” Your sweet angelic look fading into a pout.

“The one who couldn't keep her hands off you." His eyes shot to you, you could almost hear how fast his heart was pounding in his chest.

You took no time in bringing him into your mouth, the warmth sending a beautiful sensation barreling up his strong physique, you swirled your tongue around a couple of time, sucking on the tip once more then bringing him deeper down into your throat, you sucked him a little harder, bobbing your head at a nice pace. His thick throbbing cock, filling your mouth as you gagged slightly.

"Fuck baby, just like that." He whimpered wishing he could run his fingers through your hair, you pulled away for a few seconds letting the saliva drip from your mouth back onto him, it was pure maddening watching you work your magic on him and not being able to touch your sweet delicate body.

You put him back in your mouth a little precum spilling out, as his breath shortened when you made a 'pop' sound taking him out of your mouth once more, he wasn't going to cum until you allowed it, but for now you were going to tease him in all the ways you could think of until he begged for mercy.

You stood up wiping the little remains from your mouth with your finger tips, a displeased grunt came from your lover as you walked over to the table that was in front of him.

You reached behind you unhooking your bra, slowly taking it off running your hands down your arms, your fingers tracing your soft skin. You took a peek over your shoulder at Todoroki who finally realized why he was tied up, punishment and you intended to make it hurt. He took a deep breath trying to collect himself, but knowing that and the many things you could do to him... he was going to be in hell.

You tossed your bra and turned on your heels, sitting elegantly on top of the table you ran your hands up your chest, massaging your tender breasts. Todoroki's passionate eyes watched you carefully as you pinched and tugged at your sensitive nipples, moaning softly as you handled yourself carefully in front of him.

Picking up a small bottle of lube you opened the cap and poured it over your chest feeling the cool liquid slide down your frame, massaging it all over your hands made their way to your panties and pulled them down till it dangled at your ankles, tipping out more of the lubricant over your thighs.

“Y/N” He said holding himself back as best he could, his painful throbbing only made him suffer even more.

Laying your back on the cold table top you placed the bottle down hearing soft curses coming from the icey hot hero a few feet from you, a devilish smirk framed your face empowering your teasing side more and you slithered your hands down your figure groping yourself. Taunting him of what he could have but isn't going to get.

"Babe untie me...now." He growled unable to watch you any longer, powerless at the moment to stop you and take this torture any further. You disregard the demands some more and reached for the vibrator you brought out just for this special occasion and placed it inside once you were wet enough.

"S-since ahh, you can't keep your flirts to yourself, you can k-keep your hands to yourself a-and not touch me." You whimpered turning the toy on, a wave of pleasure washing over you causing you to lock your legs. You could feel your wetness drip from your core, mewls of pure bliss get louder the more it brings you closer to your release as you held it bravely against your clit.

You moaned his name, legs shaking as you came closing your eyes in complete ecstasy. You heard sizzling noises and the smell of something burning sorta pull you back to reality, a loud scrape against the floors of your guys' playroom echoed bouncing off the walls.

The feelings of warm hands ran up your thighs to the sides of your body bringing you up in a sitting position. Your eyes opened to see Todoroki as he yanked the toy out of you tossing it on the table, crashing his lips against yours kissing you desperately.

“You still want me to keep my hands to myself?”

He took no time running his fingers against your sensitive folds, shoving a finger in as he moved it in and out of your soaking wet cavern, another finger added and he quickened his pace, cries of satisfaction filled the room his fingers doing a way better job than the toy.

He removed his fingers pulling your underwear completely off your ankles and laid you on your back throwing your legs over his shoulders giving you no time to recover from your release and rammed into your sweet dripping pussy.

Grabbing securely onto you he thrusts in you loving how tight you are around him.

"S-shouto!" moving faster he watches as you bite your finger, in attempts to dull out your loud cries for more.

"I promise, I have no interest in anyone but you." Leaning down to leave sweet kisses all over you he cups your breast in his hands, teasing one nipple between his fingers and bringing the other into his mouth. You felt the world around you disappear as you feel yourself about to cum again, bucking your hips to the meet his thrusts.

"D-don't stop please." Enjoying your whimpers for more he continues to fuck you hitting your spot, you cry out in delight as you cum again, your vision cloudy, quivering beneath your lover. He lets go of your boobs to hold on to your legs, pounding harder as he gets closer to his release, making you ride out your orgasm longer.

You scream completely elated as his hot seeds fill you up, moaning out his liberation, laying his sweaty body on top of yours Todoroki moves some hair out of your face, watching as you try to calm down and catch your breath. After a moment he moves off you and picks you up, carrying you bridal style out of the playroom and into the bathroom. You shook your head not able to fully move or want to move at this moment, he just chuckles softly at you and places you in the tub and turns on the water.

"I got you, love just relax and lay there in the water."

#bnha smut #todoroki shouto #todoroki #shouto #todoroki x reader #mha #mha x reader #bnha imagines #mha smut #first smut on here #ahhh

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ringwaldtworldbuilding · 3 years

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Ringwaldt Deities Part 5

So lets hop around a bit and take a quick look at some fun friends.

Well technically not Deities, the Elemental Lords can and are worshiped enough that they can spare power to a small number.

Most of their flocks are warlocks granted arcane power though there are a few clerics and paladins.

There are additional elemental lords.

Ygn’ys : NG : Arson, Ash, Fire, Good, Redemption, Smoke

Adjective; Elemental Lord of Flames

Home; Elemental Plane of Fire(The Whistling City)

Favored Weapon; Flaming Weapons

Symbol; A Blazing Hand

Sacred Animal; Cardinals

Sacred Colours; Red, Orange, and Black

(Art by; https://www.artstation.com/artwork/6aJVkx ). An Angel serving under Ygn’ys

Ven’tuss : NE : Air, Cloud, Evil, Lightning, Plague, Wind

Adjective; Elemental Lord of Gales

Home; Elemental Plane of Air(The Roaring Gale)

Favored Weapon; Thrown Weapons

Symbol; A Green Cyclone

Sacred Animal;

Sacred Colours; Green

Gla’cyes : LN : Flotsam, Flowing, Ice, Law, Loyalty, Oceans, River, Water

Adjective; Elemental Lord of Twisting Waters

Home; Elemental Plane of Water(The Frozen City)

Favored Weapon; Freezing Weapons

Symbol; A Snowflake with a blue ring around it.

Sacred Animal; Seals, Penguins, Bears

Sacred Colours; Dark Blues and Crystalline Blues

(Art by; Unknown found no Pintrest without link to original). How I imagine Glac’yes prefers to appear

Terma : CN : Caves, Chaos, Earth, Entropy, Metal, Petrification, Radiation

Adjective; Elemental Lord of Earth

Home; Elemental Plane of Earth(The Carved City)

Favored Weapon; Two-Handed Weapons

Symbol; A Mossy Cubic Stone

Sacred Animal; Moles, and Badgers

Sacred Colours; Heavy Tawny Browns and Light crisp Greens

Fompor : LG : Archon, Fire, Flowing, Good, Kyton, Law, Smoke, Water

Adjective; Elemental Lord of Steam

Home; The Whistling City

Favored Weapon; Whistling Longsword

Symbol; A Kettle red hot on the bottom with a sapphire on its side

Sacred Animal; Frogs

Sacred Colours; Cast Iron Grey and Red(Females) or Blue(Males)

(Art found; https://gnn.gamer.com.tw/6/179236.html ). Fompor identifies as both genders.

Ince’dym : CG : Arson, Chaos, Earth, Fire, Good, Metal, Riot

Adjective; Elemental Lord of Magma

Home; The Volcanic Tower

Favored Weapon; Flaming Weapons

Symbol; A Volcano about to Erupt

Sacred Animal; Camels, Sleeper Sharks

Sacred Colours; Silver and Red

(Art by; https://looceyloo.tumblr.com/image/177664250413 ); An elemental prince of Ince’dym

Tempest’atybus : LE : Air, Cloud, Evil, Fear, Ice, Law, Storms, Water, Weather

Adjective; Elemental Lord of Storms

Home; The City of Perpetual Rain

Favored Weapon; Shocking Weapons

Symbol; An Ice Blue Lightning Bolt with a Worried Eye as the Background

Sacred Animal; Albatross, Leopard Seals, Orca

Sacred Colours; Icey Blue and Bright Gold

(Art by; https://www.reddit.com/r/characterdrawing/comments/g6j82d/oc_commission_lazarith_ninar_elemental_elf/ ). Clerics of the Lord of Storms tend to be overly dramatic

Verma : CE : Air, Caves, Chaos, Demon, Earth, Evil, Protean, Wind

Adjective; Elemental Lord of Dust

Home; The City of Twisting Caverns

Favored Weapon; Unarmed Strikes

Symbol; A Cloak Clasp Holding Carved stone.

Sacred Animal; Antlions

Sacred Colours; Dusty Brown and Dry Dull Greens

(Art found; http://granbluefantasy.jp/theatre/detail.php?contents=monsters&id=16 ). The earth summons of Verma are often odd.

Maarh : TN : Earth, Inevitable, Memory, Rivers, Water

Adjective; Elemental Lord of Swamps

Home; The City of Reeds

Favored Weapon; Javelin, Longspear, Net

Symbol; Reeds erupting from a Swampy Soil

Sacred Animal; Alligator, Boar, Python, Turtle

Sacred Colours; Deep Green and Soft Maroon

Cyn’dus : NG : Air, Ash, Fire, Good, Liberation, Revolution, Wind

Adjective; Elemental Lord of Cinders

Home; The City of Sweeping Winds

Favored Weapon; Pistols

Symbol; Two hands of Ash grasping a brilliant ball of flame

Sacred Animals; Drops Bears, Sloths

Sacred Colours; Ashen White and Green

(Art by; https://www.deviantart.com/art/Shadows-and-Ashes-724473786 ) One does not forget the face or shape of a herald of Cyn’dus. But yeah change ouit the black for white and you got a good example of their heralds.

Myths of the Deity

-The Elemental Deities are noted for their unique traits as they are greater elementals whose mantles are powerful enough to stabilize and let them attain a sort of pseudo godhood. This makes them closer towards, say Arch-Angels, Arch-Fay and Demon Lords.

-These are the 12 most prominent of said lords though it's hard to say if there are any others beyond them and as likely it is also equally unlikely which drives many researchers to search the Elemental Planes for knowledge of this.

-Under each Elemental Lord are great elemental princes powerful elementals of great capability under a particular lords dominion. Each lord has half a dozen at least with the beings varying from being the children of the lord to being the empowered servants. Elemental Princes often act as heralds and great agents for their particular lord.

Rituals, Holidays, Sacred Days

-Earth Priests celebrate the success in finding new materials and the crafting of new earthenware be it swords, jewelry, pots or more. Earth holidays thus are one days that riches or caravans or on an annual date when a particular mine vein was found.

-Fire Priests celebrate the rise of the great flaming orb of the sun each dawn. As such their greatest celebration is on the solstice, the longest day of the year and also upon the shortest great bonfires are raised. Fire Priests celebrate the construction of baths, bakeries, and smithies.

-Water Priests celebrate the first major snow of winter in areas with it or the coming of a monsoon season or the first spring showers in wonder. Water Priests celebrate the construction of great waterways, aqueducts and baths.

-Air Priests celebrate changes in the weather so the most holy days for them are Autumn and they hold great celebrations over the course of Autumn to commemorate. Air priests celebrate the construction of ships, and large towers that strike high into the sky.

-All elemental priests hold eclipses as dark days of ill content and fear.

-Elemental Clerics have the Rite of Limb : This involves immersing one’s arm in the element. Earth Priests immerse their arm into a box full of coarse sand. Water Priests immerse their limb in freezing cold water. Air Priests immerse their arm into a container filled with poisonous miasma. Fire Priests immerse their limb into a blazing bonfire. When one draws the limb free should it be scared and or otherwise damaged but not destroyed that is blessed and if the limb suffers no damage that person is considered incredibly blessed. Such blessed limbs are often magically tattooed to enhance and provide those who have undergone the ritual to empower themself. Those who fail such a test are punished with their other arm being immersed if this limb also suffers the same fate then the cleric is healed but demoted for their failure.

-Elemental Clerics of two elements will undergo the Rite of Limb twice once for each element they hold to.

-The Rite of Gate : Clerics of an Elemental will create a small portal to one of the cities within the elemental plane they are aligned and enter into it they will live among those within the city for a full year and return to the portal to return to their fellows at the temple if they do so they have passed the test. Clerics that do not return could be those that died, were enslaved or simply decided to stay instead of going back to their fellow clerics.

-Elemental Priests have very exclusive marriage rites based around the elements. Fire Priests wear light near see through fabrics of red/orange. Water Priests strip to nothing except minimalist greens and blues that are often accentuating rather than scandalous. Earth Priests have their wedding clothing incorporate small plates or gemstones and often include thin chainwork. Air Priests wear nothing or thin gossamer white or light green dresses. A poly relationship and marriage between 1 Priest of every Element well rare is perfectly accepted by most Neutral Aligned Elemental Lords

-‘May the spirit of the element guide you’. With Water Priests means to go with the flow. With Earth Priests it means to stay resolute on a choice. With Fire it means adapt rapidly but not to reverse course. With Air it means go slow to build momentum.

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kabura-maru · 4 years

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Here’s the first Kaise x Giyuu drabble I’ve done..! Honestly I love them sm haha might do her sis Hotaru and my beb Genya next idk... I promise x readers coming soon (>~<)

When a Blizzard Hits || Oc x Giyuu

With every step, the snow underfoot turned crimson. Every warm drop of blood created it’s own cavern, melting the snow away. The girl whose blood mingled with the snow staggered, her knees buckling and her legs eventually giving out beneath her.

Her hands collided with the frost in attempt to catch herself. The cold stung against her supple skin.

That’s all she could remember before her vision turned hazy and everything went dark.

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The woman woke in a dark room on a less-than-comfortable futon. Her whole body ached from exhaustion, pangs of protest shot through her when she tried to sit up. The room was empty and cold.

How did she get here?

A soft creak from one side of the room caught the girl’s attention, causing her gaze to quickly flit to the source. A face meekly peaked from the crack in the door. She recognized the black wisps of hair falling messily from his shoulders.

“Kaise?” The man murmured, breaking the silence in the quaint room.

His footfalls were virtually silent, though he sauntered to the woman’s side with purpose.

“Giyuu!” She croaked joyfully “what happened? Last I remember I had killed the demon...”

“I found you passed out in the snow. you were wounded pretty bad... The weather wouldn’t permit me to get much farther than here.” He explained

The room fell silent again, Kaise mulling over the words in her head. He had found her and carried her here... and her wounds—

The ombre haired woman’s hand darted to her side where she had sustained a nasty gash, only to be greeted by layers of bandages over the torn skin. Giyuu’s eyes followed her curiously, but he didn’t say a word. The bandages were placed haphazardly at best, likely from Giyuu patching her up himself.

The woman let herself lightly flop down onto the futon beneath her. She stole the occasional glance at the man before she spoke again.

“So, the weather must be bad. I can feel the chill right into my bones” she exclaimed, feigning a shiver for emphasis

The man nodded while shirking his Haori off his shoulders.

“It’s snowing heavily. People are saying it’s going to be a blizzard.” He replied, wrapping the petite girl in his clothes

She blushed at his gesture, pulling the cloth close while simultaneously admiring his figure. She had never seen him without the mismatched fabric draped over his shoulders. He looked.... nice.

“Giyuu?”

“Hm?”

“Are you cold?”

The man’s ocean blue eyes wandered before resting on Kaise’s own turquoise ones. Mischief glimmered in her eyes, though he didn’t recognize it as such. He only held the contact for so long before drooping to the floor coyly.

“A bit, but I don’t mind it. I know you get cold easier, Kaise.”

The Water Hashira’s words made Kaise’s heart flutter in her chest. She had never outright told him such a thing, yet he knew anyways. A blush warmed her cheeks before she could manage to think up a good reply. Instead, the woman sputtered “why don’t you get under the covers with me?”

Both of the tiny room’s occupants flushed a bright red, a shade akin to the blood Kaise had spilled in the snow earlier.

Giyuu made attempts to cover his face with his hands. He averted his gaze, though it occasionally flickered back to the woman. Kaise, however, made much less graceful attempt at hiding her blush. She buried her face deep into her pillow and refused to move.

Every second that passed felt like a silent eternity. How could she say something so stupid without thinking?

Suddenly, Kaise felt a light tug at the blankets that she gripped tight. Out of curiosity, she turned slightly to catch a glimpse of the origin, only to watch the raven haired figure slip under the covers next to her.

“Giyuu??” She breathed out, feeling the man tense up from her response

“Oh... I thought...” he mumbled, pulling away

Kaise quickly grabbed the man’s wrist that held the blankets, pulling him back.

“No, no..!” She protested, nestling closer to him “you’re just letting the cold air under the covers, thats all.”

Giyuu stayed silent, processing that Kaise wasn’t actually averse to him being under the covers with her. Her light grip tugged him down a bit more, causing him to realize he was still letting the warmth from under the blankets escape. He hastily pulled the blankets up as he settled in, though unsure what exactly to do with his arms and hands.

Kaise has shifted now, rolling over on her side so they faced each other. Measly inches away, neither could think clearly over the drowning sound of their hearts pounding relentlessly.

Giyuu couldn’t bring himself to look at Kaise, but he didn’t close his eyes either. He felt her staring intently at him, so he didn’t think it right to pretend to doze off.

The man felt the covers shift before icey fingers grazed past his skin. It sent a chill down his spine, though he actually didn’t mind the contact. His confused gaze finally met Kaise’s.

The girl realized her movements after acting without thought, now flustered and sputtering “sorry.. your hair was in your face... I thought I should move it.. to... y’know... see you better.”

The room fell silent once more. The wind howled outside, tree branches crashing together, and thus the slayers knew snow must be falling as well. Kaise hid her pink tinged cheeks by ducking in closer to Giyuu’s chest. The way their bodies fell together naturally had Giyuu wrapping his arms around the girl, though he was too nervous to actually pull her close.

“Giyuu...” Kaise mumbled eventually from her place snuggled against him.

Giyuu met her call with a soft “hm”, prompting her to continue.

The girl lifted her head to look up at the boy. She felt her heart flutter, suddenly worrying that he might feel it too. This was the closest they had ever been, albeit mostly due to the cold weather, but the idea still made Kaise’s head spin.

The girl knew exactly what she wanted to ask, but the words wouldn’t come to her. Even after thinking through the sentence to make sure it was coherent, the words refused to leave her lips. Giyuu felt her grip tense around his uniform. Watching her duck away and hide her face once more, his brows knit together in silent concert. Kaise rested her head into his chest before letting out a soft whimper of frustration.

Giyuu finally touched Kaise, wrapping his arms around her and holding her back in a soothing manner. The action had the girl’s heart stir wildly and the grip on his uniform tightened. The man was much more concerned now, but didn’t voice any of it

She just couldn’t say it.

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Kaise blinked her bleary eyes open, her sight fuzzy until adjusting to the morning light.

She fell asleep the previous night with the indisputable weight and warmth of another person beside her, it was the only way she could sleep well, but the futon was all but empty now.

Kaise reached her arms out, fumbling about the blankets as she sat up to find out where her comrade went. Her gaze quickly shifted downwards, noticing a mess of limbs and messy raven hair.

So Giyuu fell off the futon...

Stepping onto the cold hardwood floor, Kaise pattered lightly towards the man on the floor. She bent over him, careful to keep her loose hair from tickling him awake. He looked peaceful.

With every passing moment, she seemed to inch closer, as if he were a giant magnet and her whole body were made of metal. Her cheeks flushed, the heat even reaching her ears.

His face looked so... soft. No stoic look held across his features. No hidden sadness in his eyes. Just the occasional sleepy groan.

Kaise couldn’t help but want to touch him. To stroke his soft hair again. She didn’t get enough of it last night before the two turned away from each other and fell asleep. She craved more.

Her arm outstretched on its own, shakily yet surely. Where to, though? To caress his cheek and hold his face in her hands? To twirl her fingers through his dark locks? Maybe even interlock her fingers with his.

That’s when cornflower blue eyes met her aqua ones.

It took a moment for Kaise to realize her actions. Giyuu was staring down her outstretched arm, confused. She darted backwards, flustered.

“S-sorry... Giyuu-kun...” she mumbled through her clothes after having yanked them upwards to hide her bright red face.

#kny #kimetsu no yaiba #maru oc #kny oc #kny ocs #kny giyuu tomioka #kimetsu no yaiba giyuu #giyuu x oc

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every-day-outdoors · 5 years

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15 - 20 December 2018

BIG BEND PADDLOFF ADVENTURE!

Holy shit what a wild ride. There was so much learned and so much experienced I hardly think I can get nearly all of it.

Bri and I planned this trip on a whim, in a grand total of 2 hours. The next day was spent shopping (which we managed to have all food for a week cost less than $1/meal!) and prepping gear. The day after, we hit the road.

We drove for hours through Southern Arizona, and into New Mexico, where we hit our first stop for the night - Organ Mountains Desert Peaks National Monument. We stopped here so we wouldn’t have to drive the whole way to Big Bend in one afternoon. We camped on BLM land, made a pasta dinner, sang songs and played guitar with a kind old man, and headed to bed.

Next morning, we packed camp and drove the rest of the trip to Big Bend National Park in Texas. Lots of small towns, gas stops, and quirky places (like a Prada store in the middle of nowhere as an art thing). Got to BBNP, got backcountry permits, checked out the visitor center, and waited for our friend Elsa to arrive. Once she got there, we tried to find camp, unsuccessfully. Thank you ranger for pointing us in the wrong direction! So first night in Big Bend we ran bandit.

And of course, the next morning, after cowboy camping and breakfast burritos, we broke camp in a hurry to avoid the NPS patrols, whoopsie. Packed and read for the day, we headed out to the most beautiful part of the park, where we hiked almost 13 miles to reach the South Rim. What a view! And what a hell of a hike. Got back at sunset, and headed back to camp (which we now knew where it was, thanks to a kinder and more helpful ranger). Dinner and singing horribly to my guitar playing was a great end to the day.

Our plan for the next morning to have sunrise at the hotspring, right on the Rio Grande. So we brought our pocket rocket, and made tea as we steeped ourselves in 105*F water, and watched the sun rise over the river. A couple otter swims down the icey river later, we were satisfied and headed out. From there came a Balanced Rock hike. After messing around there for a bit, we did a sunset hike to the Window. There, we made sunset tea and were moved by the incredible view. Then, back to camp for our last night at the park.

Our last morning at the park, we packed up camp, said goodbye to Elsa, and bye to Big Bend. From there, Bri and I drove several hours to Guadalupe National Park. We got there a bit late, and really wanted to backpack Guadalupe Peak (the highest peak in Texas!) But conditions weren’t great, so we opted to do the Devil’s Hall hike, which was phenomenal by itself. Once we got back to camp, we had our last dinner and went to bed.

The next morning was an early wake to break camp and make way to Carlsbad Caverns National Park. Holy shit that place is phenomenal. I cannot say how many times my jaw dropped or I wanted to cry out of pure awe and admiration. What a place. After the hike, we had lunch in the parking lot, and drove the long way back to Tucson (of course, stopping at a trucker Denny’s for victory dinner).

What an absolutely phenomenal trip. Lived the dirtbag dream. Camping every night, making do with what we had, hiking every day, exploring new places, meeting great people, experiencing these places with amazing friends. As I said, I cannot begin to say how much fun I had. Between the impromptu adventures, making it up as we went along, days full of laugher, nights full of stars overhead, and everything between, I cannot express how incredibly grateful I am for my life.

#hiking #camping #Big Bend National Park #Guadalupe National Park #Carlsbad Caverns National Park #Texas #New Mexico #personal trip

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writelet · 5 years

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Icelings

The glory. The glory and respect, is what the slow Viking thought about, as he waded through thick snow, so thick every now and then it swallowed a member of his hunting party. One of the many hunting parties after this specific icey terror, but the only one, as of yet, to have ventured this, so ignorantly.

This was the one thought, throbbing in his otherwise empty head, left alone to dictate his actions, led him across a sea very few dared to sail on and then to an island, theorised but never mapped. It was said by an elder, their nesting point must be far north of Haggleton but not so far you fall off the edge of the world, while still enough that if you wish to visit you will never see green again.

But Rolf needed the glory and respect, he craved it.

When their ships reached the shallows which connected the white beach to the vast ocean, they had already lost many to the sea and disease but they jumped down onto the thick scarred ice, the wind swept the snow enough to limit their vision to 50 meters, they trudged forward, 40 meters to 30, then 20...10...5 and soon they couldn't see a fingers length in front of themselves. A rope held them together and they wandered blindly.

They couldn't see the awe inspiring pires of ice, unless they were being impaled by them, nor the breathtaking deep, lengthy canyons, unless they fell into them, nor did they know of the astounding stretch of caves weaving through the ice and certainly not the trials that lay sleeping within.

Rolf wore foreign clothing, bought from a northerner well acquainted with the cold covering these lands, who adapted his imported metal armour in exchange for bounty from previous hunts. However, this evolution proved unworthy when he, inevitably, slipped and fell into a treacherous cave, pulling everyone who held their rope down with him, a man who had fashioned his own outfit after his brave leader, who had sought out the same northerner to aid him, landed on an angry pike of ice protruding from a wall, which he could not be removed from nor did he seem to be close to death.

Try as they might, the hunters were not able to climb back up the frictionless slope and were forced to turn into darkness.

With 15 torches, 3 hours light from each and 45 hours total, less than that had Rolf chooses to split up, less than that when the deserter stole 3 and ran, they pushed forward. Possibly to the prized monster, hunted to near extinction, which they once hoped to find and begged the gods to bring it to them, they now prayed to the same gods it would not find them in this vulnerable state.

What might be the last of its kind, that no one would ever or might ever have found again, could be in that same cave, it could be watching them, hunting them.

After hours of shuffling hopelessly, a low snarl echoed through the tunnels, followed by a quiet rumbling call, soft and blanketing, like a silky poisonous vapour that drifted and landed on exposed skin and sunk into the bodies of the hunters as terror.

Their torch wavered but they froze.

Crushed ice crunched beneath their feet as they prepared to move, their weight unintentionally shifting, but their expressions remained still as their eyes moved to cautiously look where the sound came from. They wondered if the gods were watching them, and if they had indeed answered their prayer.

They waited.

Nothing.

Only the sound of melting ice dripping, trickling, rushing, heavy breathing.

One hunter whispered, death was upon them; another questioned their bravery. Each of them, pride leading, convinced each other, if they were to die the beast would be the one to kill them, and to die in battle was the only redemption they had left.

The light of their last torch cast animated shadows on the glassy ice walls of the party who had found themselves missing the harsh snow with whipping winds they pushed through which felt long ago, but they had only a day in the dark.

Footsteps echoed louder as they moved forward, the tunnel widened, further until it opened up into a large vacuos cavern, reflecting the light of the torch creating a dim glow.

At the end of the chamber they saw the exit, a hole in the wall, stretching more than the length of two of their sailing ships and almost as tall, revealing the glittering night sky and the flat plain of ice covering the ocean. They began shuffling forward, having learnt balance was not guaranteed on such a surface, beelining toward the door.

The only sound, their freezing lungs and the shutter of their eyelids covered in ice.

An ear shattering roar shook the island, so petrifying one marks heart stopped on the spot, dropping dead and slipping into the centre of the chamber.

Blue scales flickered and materialised above the dead hunter, the deep cuts being made in the ice, sliced through as easily as a baker might slice bread, were seen before long silver talons appeared. Wisps like snow and liquid lavender flowed around the figure, moving with the air as its wings spread, offering the true spectacle, each to an equal width as the hole in the wall, away from its unusually slim body, its narrow tail swung around next to its face, decorated with fine needles like shards of ice.

It's face looked tailored for speed, smooth features like its long pointed ears laying flat on its neck the length of a small child's arm, the inside corrugated and protected, surely if the hunters had met it at sea they would have lived mere seconds.

That was before it's roar, because as it screeched with fierce aggression, it's long nose crumpled and sharp scales protruded like the spikes of a small dog-like-animal imported from an unknown land Rolf had once encountered, but this rage he saw shining within its ebony eyes was nothing like anything he'd ever seen.

Rolf gazed at its movements, the last known member of its kind, he reminded himself, it took an uneasy step back toward the deep dark hole from which it had emerged, it's afraid.

The only way out was through, with that thought he gripped his axe harshly. He returned the beasts call, he almost echoed it, he raised his weapon above his head and the attack begun.

As he surged forward, the cobalt monster pulled its head back and opened its mouth. Azure frosted flames leapt from its tongue, engulfing four men in ice before it whipped its tail around and shattered them to pieces, shards of frozen hunter flew into another two men and killed them both instantly.

Fear shot through those who realised the capabilities of the beast in front of them, but they continued their attack, Sylvia lost a finger but none were able to land a hit.

That was until Frances was claimed by the cold fire, Sylvia's most beloved, she screamed in anguish and in the monster's moment of recuperation, ran toward the beast and buried her spear into it thigh, deep.

It let out a cry of pain and turned to her, snatching her up in its jaws and crushing her between its teeth, a loud crunch, it threw her aside, her blood ran across the ice.

The terror bowed it head briefly adjusting to it injury, it glared and stumbled.

The advantage had been given, the hunters return to an onslaught of attacks, and in the flurries of blood and fear, Rolf made his way to its throat.

Distracted and in pain te monster never saw the axe Rolf sunk in its neck, cutting through it its spine and artery, it began to fall but blood spurted and it was dead before it hit the floor.

It's hot blood flooded the cavern floor, trickling down the tunnel it had come from. Silence fell.

Months later, Rolf returned with an army of hunters who tore through the cold island, many species suffered great losses, in others, there were none left to suffer.

Many centuries of all races born on the island retreated to the ice cave where the first one fell, down into the cave where the first one slept, and so died there too where the first one's young froze, as did there own, at the bottom of the mountain.

The hunters rejoiced with glory and in respect.

#httyd #dragon #ice #story #short story #writing #vikings #hunter

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dragonshoard · 6 years

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Reasons as to why a female night fury might look the way she does aka me trying not to lose my head too early in the game.

Sexual Dimorphism - It’s basically when the two sexes of the same species have diversifying and distinct traits from each other. Take the peacock as an example. Male looks all fancy with the quills and is quite colorful while the female is generally quite dull in color. Some male animals have this trait in order to attract a mate.

Toothless has scales going up the side of his head up to his ears and along the big nubs (I don’t know what they’re called lol). It also occurs on his feet. The female only gets a small patch of scaling near her eye (that we’ve seen).

The white night fury (I’m just going to call her Icey) has significantly less nubs and ribbing that Toothless has.

Icey’s claws are smaller (I actually didn’t notice that before).

Age.

It seriously looks to me that Icey is significantly younger than Toothless.

It’s really really faint, but Icey has patterns on her side that are very similar to how Toothless did in the first movie.

She is lacking nubs. All the nubs. Which, I am going to theorize, means she hasn’t hit sexual maturity.

But she’s still as big as Toothless. Therefore, you know what I want? I want the females of the species to BE MASSIVE. I want them to be more than twice the male’s size. PLEASE.

Natural Selection

Icey is a white (albino) night fury which... isn’t exactly common with reptiles or creatures that don’t live in caves. Cuz, you know, not the best survival chances in the upper world.

However, the poster has a ton of florescent plants that either tend to grow underwater or in a cave setting, so it’s safe to say that the Night furies are most probably hidden in a large underground cavern somewhere so her albinism is no longer detrimental to her own survival.

These Night furies may be evolved for a cave dwelling environment, while the type of Night furies that Toothless had been born to was geared towards the forests or the mountains. In others, there may have been some “branching”, so to speak, and an evolutionary change occurred which means Toothless may be a cousin species? If that makes any sense??

We saw that it was Valka who had help him “evolve”, so is that something Night furies in groups don’t do or, rather, are socialized into?

I’m not sure if anyone has noticed, BUT ICEY IS LITERALLY GLOWING. It’s like someone threw some glitter at her and cleaned half of it but left the rest. She is slightly fluorescent like the biome she grew up in. If she was born with it, the “cousin species” thing I mentioned above is substantiated. If she gets like this because of the food she eats... I’m still standing by it.

I’m doing a lot of theorizing lol, forgive me.

Ok, but I’m low key salty that the scaling near Icey’s eye looks like eye shadow. It’s really pissing me off.

#httyd #httyd hidden world #toothless #how to train your dragon #origin #i didn't proof read this forgive me #httydcorner

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zacklover24 · 7 years

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CrossRoads Chapter XII

Soulmate AU where everyone has an arrow on their arm that moves like a compass to always point at their soulmate. It also changes color with distance so the universe is basically playing a game of hot/cold with your love life.

Pairings: Ignis and Oc, Noctis/Prompto/Glado

Tagging: @femmescientia, @itshaejinju, @themissimmortal, @blindbae, @stunninglyignis, @sweetchocobae, @rubyphilomela

It got hotter, as the afternoon went on, and Angel was nothing having it. So she asked Navyth to watch lavender as she ran up to the cavern and changed. She changed into a light blue bikini with hot pink straps that tied in the back, with a flower print. She also grabbed her lounger tied it off at the bank grabbed a beer and sat to tan.

“Your dog is a Tenebrae shepard?” Navyth asks watching lavender play in the shallow water trying to cat the minions.

“Yea she is, we kinda almost ran her over.” Angel admits with a sad smile.

“The Tenebrae shepherds can be trained for anything, from police dogs, to attack dogs, to seeing eye dogs. Your little pup can and will do anything you train her to do.” He explains, “There more commonly knows at the poor man.”

“Anything?” Angel hums sipping her beer. She had heard they are smarted than most dogs, but she didn’t know was that there were called the poor man’s dog. With another sip of beer she dived into the water, at least the water was cool compared to the hot earth. So Angel swam for the rest of the afternoon chatting and waiting, but when she heard the dog barking she broke the surface to see her nipping at Ignis heels and begging to be picked up.

“About time you got back.” Angel calls swimming over to the shore.

“It was cold, icey and filled with demons.” Prompto pouts as he mutters picking up lavender and cuddling her.

“That bad?” She asks Gladio as she got out of the water.

Gladip shrugged, “Could have been worst.” A hell of lot worse it seemed.

“So if we're good to go then let’s back to the hotel.” Ignis states tossing Angel her towel, Angel smiled a wicked smile as she dried off.

“Crouse Iggy, we don’t want to keep sweet little Iris waiting now do we?” She asks wrapping the towel around her waist. If Angel knew any better she would seen Ignis hiding a blush. They bid farewell to Navyth and soon left for the hotel. Noctis told Angel that he now had the Sword of the Wanderer, and there was a shield he wanted to get after checking in with Iris.

“Seem doable.”She tells him watching Prompto pet lavender. The little dog did seem like Prom and Ignis more than Gladio and Noctis. The small group arrived back at the city, just as the sun was setting. Prompto said something about getting some pictures of the disk at sunset, and would up with them at the hotel. And he would be keeping lavender with him.

However, Noctis stopped short of the entrance of the hotel, his body went rigid, as he grabbed the sides of his head.

“Noct?” Gladio asks softly and slowly reaching out the prince, Noctis was silent as he held onto the sides of his head tighter.

“It hurts.” He moans, “What the hell does it want?!” He cries out, as stumbled forward into Gladio, “Make it stop.” Was the last he said before he passed out.

“NOCT!” Ignis cries out, watching the prnic seemly go limp in his shield arms.

“Room?” Gladio and Angel both ask eyes on the advisor.

“Bring up to his room and lay him down, now Gladio.” Ignis orders.

“Got it.” As he ran into the hotel, Ignis stood there in the street he was worried, Noct was complaining of headaches after they left the tomb. He didn’t think much of it.

“It’ll be fine Iggy.” Angel tells him as she turned to head in, but she couldn’t. Ignis hand wrapped around her wrist and he dipped kissed her. Angel free hand and arm snacked it’s way around his neck to help keep still as he kissed her. Ignis free hand however went for the top part of her swimsuit and untied the straps keeping the suit on her.

“Ignis.” Angel yelps feeling the top part come undone she yanked her hand free and helded the top against her chest.

“Yes my little minx?” He smirks, watching Angel hold the top part of her swimsuit with a pout.

“You sir, are a jerk.” As she turned to leave him, she was once again stopped by Ignis who kissed her again. He was smirking, “I do hope you enjoy this, next time don’t leave me behind.” As she felt him make a pass at her bottom.

“I was only looking out for my dear. But lesson learned.” As he kissed her again and helped her tie the top back up. “I should go see if Noct is okay.”

“And I’m going to go change.” As they went into the hotel holding hands.

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#FFXV #final fantasy xv fan fic #final fantasy xv #ignis scientia #noctis lucis caelum #prompto argentum #gladiolus amicitia #Ignis and noctis #Noctis/Prompto/Gladio

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rebelofmine · 7 years

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Andy + Ashley Smut

Andy called his best friend over for a sleep over. His bestfriends name is Ashley… Ashley Purdy. Yes Andy has a crush on Ashley and to Ashes the feeling is mutual.

Andy sped down the stairs when he heard a knock on the door, it must be Ash.When Ash set foot in the foyer he sat the bags he had down and Andy jumped into his arms nearly knocking him over. “Are you happy to see me baby boy” said Ashley with a slight smirk played across his face. Andy blushed a shade of rosey red at the nickname. Ash kissed the tip of Andys nose and gently set him down. “ So what’s planned for tonight baby boy ?” Ashley spoke repeating the nickname knowing it effects Andy.

“M-m-maybe we can watch some wicked horror films,eat junk food and whatever happens…. happens.” Andy says sounding slightly nervous. Ash leaned towards Andy and whispered in his ear “Yup whatever happens.” Ashley smirked at the blush played on Andys face then went to the kitchen to put the food and movies on the counter, but when he walked back to the living room area to find the icey blue eyed boy gone.Ash walked towards the stairs, and froze when he heard the sound of soft moans coming from up them. He was puzzled did Andy have someone up there, Ash thought. Tears threatened to fall but he kept walking up the stairs. As Ashley approached the top of the stairs he heard “Oh ash” Is Andy calling for me? No way Another Moan of his name came from the stair way and it made Ash stop dead in his tracks again. After a minute or so he continued up the stairs and stopped at Andys bedroom and peeked in and what he saw was heavenly. “oh ash… yes daddy.” Andy was pleasuring himself while moaning Ash’s name.While Ash watched Andy finger fuck his tight hole, a tent grew within Ashs hello kitty sleeper. He’s thinking about me. Ash thought Ash began palming his growing erection, he opened the door fully and walked towards Andy. *SMUT INCOMING* Ash hovered Andy then dropped to his knees and swallowed Andys member whole and he hummed around the tip of his cock. “Oh yes ashleyyyy… daddy don’t stop!” Ash liked the sound of that, Andy was so godly Ashley just wanted to be inside of him. Ash let go of Andys throbbing member, Andy whined from the loss of contact. Ash stripped himself then hovered above Andy. He trailed butterfly kisses and love bites from Andys chest down to his waist then reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a bottle of lubricant and slicked his raging hard on and lined up at Andys entrence “Are you ready baby boy ?” “Yes daddy , Fuck me daddy !” “Don’t have to tell me twice !” With that ash pushed his length all the way inside, and Andy felt a mixture of pain and pleasure, which soon became all pleasure. Ashley loved the feeling of Andy wrapped tightly around his rock hard dick. After a while Ash hit the bundle of nerves he was looking for which made Andy moan like a French whore. “Oh fuck yes, ash right there.” After hitting the same bundle of nerves a few more times Andy reached his peak and let himself become undone . Ash soon followed suit and came inside of Andy letting him feel Ashleys essence deep inside his puckered pink cavern. “I love you baby boy” “ I love you too daddy” Then they both cuddle together and fell into a deep sleep.

#andy biersack #ashley purdy #bvb #smut #fanfic

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tsumiscribe · 7 years

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Thurs Writing Group - 6/15/17

So, this weeks’ 20-minute-prompt did not produce a finished piece, since we only had 20 minutes, and the scenario that popped in my head was much larger. I’m going to go ahead and post my weekly 20-minute-prompt pieces anyway. These are very rough pieces, no editing. If anyone finds anything interesting, I may pursue embellishing/expanding on the ideas that comes from the prompts. PROMPT: Warehouse: Write about being inside an old abandoned warehouse.

It wasn’t exactly the ideal shelter, but it would have to do. Beggars couldn’t be choosers after all, and the storm was getting worse by the minute. While it was kind of weird to find an old warehouse in the middle of a valley, this was the Digital World, and weird was the status quo on most days. At the first sight of the building they had all rushed inside, eager to be out of the rain.

“Ugh, I’m soaked,” Takeru mumbled, plucking the hat from his head, and ringing it out over the cracked cement floors. “You’re not alone,” Miyako snapped, pulling the glasses from her face and quickly realizing she had nothing on which to dry them. “Maybe there’s something we can build a fire with,” Hikari suggested, pushing wet hair from her face.. “Fire, yes. Fire would be really great right about now,” Daisuke added, peeling off his sopping aviator coat. “Um, guys. I hate to make a bad situation worse, but, I think there are some leaks,” said Iori. The others followed his gaze, and sure enough, there were puddles all over the old floors. Ken glanced up at the ceiling, so far overhead, slats of darkened sky visible through yawning breaks in the rusted metal. Daisuke followed Ken’s example and received a drip of water in his eyes for his effort. “Hnngh, yeah, definitely a leak,” he grummbled.

“But, there must be a dry spot somewhere,” said Hikari, making every effort to lift her team’s spirits. Her success rate was variable. Somehow, the inside of the warehouse seemed even colder than the outside. The gales bellowing rattled the doors on their rusted hinges, and chilled gusts blew in through the cracks in the walls. It was quickly becoming very clear that building a fire was going to be more of a necessity than a luxury. Damp old wooden crates filled the cavernous room with a musty smell of dirt and mildew, but they would hopefully not be so wet that they wouldn’t light. Daisuke and Ken set to breaking down one of the boxes, while the others pushed several around to form a circle and block out the wind. Sweat mingled with the chill of rainwater against their skin, until finally they’d built a rather sizable pitch of broken, rotted planks in the center. “Don’t suppose anyone brought matches…?” asked Iori. The lot of them looked back and forth between each other, one by one shaking their heads. “Even if we did, they’d be soaked by now, and probably useless anyway,” proclaimed Miyako, dejectedly sitting cross-legged on the icey cement “Does anyone know how to start a fire without matches?” Iori tried again. Once again, he was met by a shaking of heads. Having been utterly silent all the while, Ken released a breathy sigh, and peered into the darkness of their surroundings. Most of them seemed merely inconvenienced and irritable from their circumstances. Ken, however, seemed completely unsettled. He’d barely strayed more than two yards from Daisuke’s side since they’d set foot inside. Without their Digimon Partners, they were at a decided disadvantage, on all fronts. “Man…” Daisuke groaned, “if we hadn’t gotten separated, this wouldn’t be an issue. All it would take is ONE SHOT from Fladamon, and we’d be set!” “Well… he’s not here, so we’ll just have to deal,” Miyako snapped. “Geez Miyako, who spit in your cereal this morning,” Daisuke grummbled. “Daisuke,” Ken warned softly, setting a hand on his shoulder, “let her be.”

#Unfinished Writing #20 Minute Prompt #Thursday Writing Group #Sumi Writes Stuff

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